an addict in need of therapy...

I think I need some counseling. Or therapy. Or a therapist...
Perhaps a mixture of all three.

I am an addict.

Yes. I've said it. It's out there. No taking it back now.

"Hi. I'm Nancy...(cue applause) I'm an addict."

"Hi Nancy!"

I'm addicted to buying things online.

Oh, so sorry. You thought this was going to be juicy. Get some dirt on the Nanster. It's nothing that great, sorry to disappoint. But, when I get a little depressed, I like to buy little trinkets online. Jewelry mostly. I like shiny things. And I like diamonds. And gold. I like Bidz.com and they like me...

Very much.

I used to just put the things I found pretty in my 'watchlist' just to see what they ended up selling for. Then I found myself buying things. They were such a great deal. Then I got hooked.

But when you start setting your alarm so you can wake up in the middle of the fringin' night for an auction closing?...that's when it's time to talk to someone about a problem about to explode.

Recession? Cut backs? Pleazzzzeeeee. I'll hear nothing of the sort. Not when that super gorgeous 3 stone diamond ring is presently selling for a mere $1500 when it's valued at $14000. I mean, wouldn't that just look grand on me?

I know. I already have a bunch of jewelry that I don't even wear. I've still got my wedding ring that is quite stunning. I feel a little funny wearing it (since I'm no longer married) but I did wear it to my mothers funeral and I have to admit, I saw several people checking it out. It's not a traditional wedding set, but a custom made yellow gold ring with four matching princess cut square diamonds across the top and four radiant diamonds on the Grecian sides. It's rather spectacular...but such a waste to leave in my jewelry box. I don't really want to sell it, nor remake it. I figure I'll give it to my daughter someday. But every so often, I do pull it out to wear.

If anyone in my neighborhood has some fancy event to go to, they always call me for accessories. Earrings, bracelets, necklaces, brooches, evening bags...I have them all. I like them. I collect them. I used to use them, but I no longer get dressed up very often to use the things I've acquired over the years. Dangling diamond earrings just don't cut it at the Brew Kettle. The Ritz perhaps, but not at the local pub.

I sometimes wish I still had the life that went with my jewelry box. Room service while on business trips. Waiters by the pool. But that's a thing of the past.

I suppose that I should maybe sell a few of my items and stash the cash away because of today's market. But I'll hold on to them. I like to pull them out to look at every so often. They send rainbows of light across the dressing room. It's a beautiful sight.

The other day I had to educate my daughter and her friends that when they play dress up, they need to stay out of my jewelry box. They have a jewelry box full of rhinestones that they can play with. But one day they were playing dress up and put on a little show. I watched and enjoyed it, but afterwards had to collect the things they had found to put on.

They had mixed with the rhinestones some of my diamond bracelets, necklaces and antique diamond brooches. They didn't know the difference and were treating them like the play jewelry. Little did they know that the bracelet was valued more than four of my mortgage payments.

Yet, here I sit. Typing on the laptop with the Bidz.com streaming on the desktop next to me.

Ooooo...now that's a pretty little necklace! And it's over 90% off!

Did I happen to mention that when I'm a little depressed? And when I'm depressed I like to buy pretty, bright, shiny things? Did I happen to mention that perhaps I might need a counselor or therapy or a therapist?

I wonder...how much do those people cost? Maybe I could find them at 90% off as well?

Hell. Just hit the bid button. It's so much more rewarding...

:-)